Find the dirty tent.
Pack some clothes.
Drive forever.
Set it all up.
Hike in a cloud of bugs.
Make a smoky fire.
Burn some food.
Taste clean water.
Lay down on bumps
as the air becomes
much colder than expected.
Shed your city self,
listen to the agreement of owls.
It was no one anyway.
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